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Chapter 60 Wind Man Qionglou

What did I see? I couldn’t have hallucinations, right? After only three moves in the fight, Fan Bao was actually injured!”

"It's incredible. Can Senior Brother Xu really defeat Fan Bao within five moves? If this is the case, wouldn't it be against the will of heaven?"

"Is the sword intent really that strong?"

"The sword intent is very strong, but Senior Brother Xu's strength is not just the sword intent. He understood the mystery of half-step wind, and then practiced the Sword Technique of the Rising Wind to the ninth stage. Only by combining it can he have such terrible strength."

"I actually doubted Senior Brother Xu's words and thought that he spoke wildly. Now it seems that I am short-sighted."

"We don't believe it either, don't we?"

"If you want to blame me, I blame Senior Brother Xu for being too irritating."

"There are two more tricks, why don't Fan Bao not be able to take it?"

"It's nothing if you can't accept it. Anyway, he is not the only one who has lost to Senior Brother Xu."

Everyone was shocked to see Fan Bao being injured by the remaining sword energy. "Xu Chen, your strength is beyond my expectations, but if you want to defeat me within five moves, you will dream!"

Fan Bao's attitude began to change. From the beginning, he wanted to ravage Xu Chen in public, to now insisting on five moves in Xu Chen's hands without losing, his attitude has undergone earth-shaking changes. The huge changes before and after were mainly because Xu Chen showed his strength to defeat him. He now regrets. Why can't help but say a few more words. Now, he is put on fire. Once he is defeated, he will not only lose reputation but also dignity. He cannot defeat! He will definitely not lose!

He warned himself. "Huh~" He forced his spiritual power to crush the remaining sword energy that invaded his body, and then forced him step by step towards Xu Chen. Every step fell, the ground under his feet was cracking and cracking. The spiritual power in his body was like a ball of flame, burning violently, releasing a terrifying aura. At this moment, a red flame rose from the surface of Fan Bao's body. This was transformed by spiritual power. The red flame rose and rolled, and finally slowly condensed behind him into a flame reversing dragon with teeth and claws. "Flame Dragon Fist?"

"Yanlong Fist, Xuan-level Advanced Martial Arts, Fan Bao's final trump card, but unexpectedly, he was forced to use his last trump card by Xu Chen."

"Xu Chen is so evil. If you don't use your trump card, Fan Bao may not be Xu Chen's opponent."

"A inner disciple actually forced the true teaching to such a situation."

In the crowd, the true disciples looked serious and communicated in a low voice. Fan Bao glanced at Xu Chen with a ferocious look, then raised his fist wrapped in flames and punched him out. "Roar~" The flame rebel dragon roared to the sky, and it swept across the sky with its turbulent flames, and slapped towards Xu Chen with its teeth and claws. The air burned by the flame rebel dragon exploded, and countless air flowed. The gravel on the ground was also burned and cracked, turning into powder. "The Flame Dragon Fist will surely defeat Xu Chen, and it is best to bombard it with no stone left."

Chu Ning stared at the field, with a resentful curse in his heart. The spiritual power in the second elder began to activate. He was ready to break the game. Once Xu Chen or Fan Bao was in danger of life, he would take action in time to avoid death. Facing Fan Bao's final trump card, the strongest attack, Xu Chen's face was still calm and terrifying. Before leaving the sect to do a mission, he practiced the Qifeng Sword Technique to the seventh stance. After returning to the sect yesterday, he entered the Heavenly Emperor Palace and practiced tirelessly, and finally practiced the three swords after the Qifeng Sword Technique. The eighth sword approached the second level of the Qiqi realm. The ninth sword already had the killing of the Qiqi realm. The tenth sword, compared with the ninth

The power of the sword has more than doubled, and it has approached the threshold of the third level of the True Qi Realm. Just use the Sword Technique of the Wind, Feng Manqiong Tower, to lay the foundation for the victory and defeat of this battle! Thinking of this, Xu Chen, under the nervous gaze of everyone, not only did not retreat, but instead took a step forward, and the sharp sword intention spread out. "He is..." The second elder's eyes condensed. He stared at Xu Chen's movements. Could it be that Xu Chen was about to use that sword? He really mastered that sword? The second elder couldn't help but expect it. Xu Chen held the sword with one hand and slashed with a simple sword. The seemingly simple sword swung a sword that made countless people stunned. Xiangong Tower

The platform seemed real and illusion. The crowd was surprised. This sword actually cut out the phantom of the Immortal Palace Tower. The thick sword energy swept the phantom of the Immortal Palace Tower, and contacted the flame rebel. The next moment, the flame rebel dragon with its teeth and claws roared painfully. The huge body began to disintegrate inch by inch under the sword energy. It shrank one-third of the sword energy, and its remaining power did not diminish. It slashed hard at Fan Bao, who was already in a state of panic. If this sword was really cut, Fan Bao would definitely be alive. Everyone was nervous and did not dare to breathe. The heart was raised to the throat. At the critical moment, the second elder took action. He appeared in front of Fan Bao out of thin air and stretched out his old right hand.

With a snap, the sword energy exploded, turning into a sword rain all over the sky, flying around. The second elder only helped Fan Bao block the deadly sword, but he ignored the small sword rain after the sword energy exploded. In an instant, countless small sword rains covered Fan Bao. "Puff puff puff puff..." Fan Bao had countless small sword marks on his body, and the blood instantly dyed his whole body red. "Puff~" Fan Bao spewed out a mouthful of blood. As the mouth of blood was spurted out, his breath fell rapidly and finally fell to the bottom of the valley. He was listless. "Four moves defeated Fan Bao. If the second elder did not take action in time, wouldn't Fan Bao die under Xu Chen's sword?"

"Xu Chen is so evil!"

"Don't mess with this person."

"I would have half of Xu Chen's talent."

"What kind of virtue is this son? He has such talent in swordsmanship."

Everyone envied, admired, feared, and jealous of... all kinds of sentient beings. "I thought that I had already become a genius among tens of thousands of disciples and became the true teaching, but compared with Xu Chen, my little talent was really nothing."

"Talented and peerless monster."

Among the true disciples, some lamented that their talents were not as talented as Xu Chen. "In the last session, the Dragon Transformation List, only Elder Su from our Qingling Sect was on the list, but he was only at the end of the list. In such a large Tai Shang Kingdom, except Elder Su, no one can compete with the younger generation in the Desolate Realm. Now, Xu Chen is released. Perhaps, he can leave Tai Shang Kingdom in the future and compete with the top geniuses in the Desolate Realm!"

Some true disciples are optimistic about Xu Chen and say this. Some people are prejudiced to Xu Chen and say sarcastically: "Since ancient times, this world has never lacked geniuses, but those so-called geniuses either die halfway, destroy their own way of retreat, or exhaust their potential, become the public, how many people can grow up?"

The true legend next to him said: "It seems that you are biased against Xu Chen? Otherwise, you go up and fight him?"
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